I think I should like to wear your face
See the world through your eyes
I'd go up and down
And I'd go all around the town
Feel human for once in my life

I think I should cut me open
And take out all of my bad things
I'd put them in a pan
And I'd fry them up with oil
And I'd put them back inside again

I pull your heart so I can poke and trod your soul
Couldn't help but notice it is so [bad word] beautiful
I think on my own, but I draw up a blank
Where my words are now just a hole

We are fighting a war
war that is bound to end all wars
When we all die
No one is alive
We won't fight anymore

Life is a two-way path to nowhere
Lets let our conscience be our guide
With no expectations of the afterlife
We can be proud of how we lived our life